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Junglewalk Video (MV)




Performed By: Jae 84
Language: English
Length: 3:50
Written by: Jarrod Francome




Jae 84 - Junglewalk Lyrics
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I'll say it right here on the mic when I stumble
One man mission and I'm walking through the jungle
Young man wishing that he wouldn't f*cking crumble
I'll lay it tight clear in the light then I fumble
I'll say it right here on the mic when I stumble
One man mission and I'm walking through the jungle
Young man wishing that he wouldn't f*cking crumble
I'll lay it tight clear in the light then I fumble
Across the road I need to sort out my load
Ya cost my load I'm always thinking what I'm owed
Lawns I mowed still need to fork a loan
Talk my tone still need to cork your phone
On the phone like speak shit about my rhyme tones
One day with SEVRD MNDS you oughta want to grind bones
Only broke bitches oughta order rhinestones
Have ya mind pwned drinking grotty wine clones
Nature surfing in the bush where the Ounce happened
Hate cha' lurking with a push where we pounce slackened
HR smirking like a puss should we bounce back and
I'm only smoking this so we can leave blackened
Continue the walk as the leaves they rustle
Fusca talk like he leaves the hustle
Off the course I perceive the puzzle
LP done better leave the hustle
This walk confusing like I'm gonna snort chalk
Your talks amusing you ain't got the sport stalked
All to choosing I got tracks in the court hawked
Born to loosing head back you got chores caught
Haven't said enough yet
The difference between is that I've got a rough set
Indifferences seen I'll come and call your bluff wet
My mission a scene SEVRD MNDS up in your stuffed threat
I'll say it right here on the mic when I stumble
One man mission and I'm walking through the jungle
Young man wishing that he wouldn't f*cking crumble
I'll lay it tight clear in the light then I fumble
I'll say it right here on the mic when I stumble
One man mission and I'm walking through the jungle
Young man wishing that he wouldn't f*cking crumble
I'll lay it tight clear in the light then I fumble
I been raised on the walk by my Pop and Nana Lamb
I clean plate and a fork like I'll chop and have a lamb
I'm seen late to talk so I stop and ran a scam
Scream dates of court so I cop a lavish gram
Grace baby your such a beautiful thing
The place shady I'm indisputable king
You'll say it's laced maybe I'll say it's placed lately
I say it taste greatly you say a waste of eighty
I'm popping out with my Groo V's
Like I'm in school and I've got a pack of Chewy's
Knew he would scoop low like a sugar jar
Groups low pick me up like your boogars huh
My moods are far when I'm off in these trees
My future stars born when I crop these trees
Pussy said he'll clean the floors
Neck wrist and fingers said I've been on tours
Satisfied when you getcha feet up in doors
Pointless f*cking beefs like we've been up in wars
I just gotta kick back and get up indoors
I just got a thick sack and done with the doors
That's right, leave ya crumbs on the floors
I said that's right, leave ya crumbs on the floors
I'll say it right here on the mic when I stumble
One man mission and I'm walking through the jungle
Young man wishing that he wouldn't f*cking crumble
I'll lay it tight clear in the light then I fumble
I'll say it right here on the mic when I stumble
One man mission and I'm walking through the jungle
Young man wishing that he wouldn't f*cking crumble
I'll lay it tight clear in the light then I fumble
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English

I'll say it right here on the mic when I stumble
One man mission and I'm walking through the jungle
Young man wishing that he wouldn't f*cking crumble
I'll lay it tight clear in the light then I fumble
I'll say it right here on the mic when I stumble
One man mission and I'm walking through the jungle
Young man wishing that he wouldn't f*cking crumble
I'll lay it tight clear in the light then I fumble
Across the road I need to sort out my load
Ya cost my load I'm always thinking what I'm owed
Lawns I mowed still need to fork a loan
Talk my tone still need to cork your phone
On the phone like speak shit about my rhyme tones
One day with SEVRD MNDS you oughta want to grind bones
Only broke bitches oughta order rhinestones
Have ya mind pwned drinking grotty wine clones
Nature surfing in the bush where the Ounce happened
Hate cha' lurking with a push where we pounce slackened
HR smirking like a puss should we bounce back and
I'm only smoking this so we can leave blackened
Continue the walk as the leaves they rustle
Fusca talk like he leaves the hustle
Off the course I perceive the puzzle
LP done better leave the hustle
This walk confusing like I'm gonna snort chalk
Your talks amusing you ain't got the sport stalked
All to choosing I got tracks in the court hawked
Born to loosing head back you got chores caught
Haven't said enough yet
The difference between is that I've got a rough set
Indifferences seen I'll come and call your bluff wet
My mission a scene SEVRD MNDS up in your stuffed threat
I'll say it right here on the mic when I stumble
One man mission and I'm walking through the jungle
Young man wishing that he wouldn't f*cking crumble
I'll lay it tight clear in the light then I fumble
I'll say it right here on the mic when I stumble
One man mission and I'm walking through the jungle
Young man wishing that he wouldn't f*cking crumble
I'll lay it tight clear in the light then I fumble
I been raised on the walk by my Pop and Nana Lamb
I clean plate and a fork like I'll chop and have a lamb
I'm seen late to talk so I stop and ran a scam
Scream dates of court so I cop a lavish gram
Grace baby your such a beautiful thing
The place shady I'm indisputable king
You'll say it's laced maybe I'll say it's placed lately
I say it taste greatly you say a waste of eighty
I'm popping out with my Groo V's
Like I'm in school and I've got a pack of Chewy's
Knew he would scoop low like a sugar jar
Groups low pick me up like your boogars huh
My moods are far when I'm off in these trees
My future stars born when I crop these trees
Pussy said he'll clean the floors
Neck wrist and fingers said I've been on tours
Satisfied when you getcha feet up in doors
Pointless f*cking beefs like we've been up in wars
I just gotta kick back and get up indoors
I just got a thick sack and done with the doors
That's right, leave ya crumbs on the floors
I said that's right, leave ya crumbs on the floors
I'll say it right here on the mic when I stumble
One man mission and I'm walking through the jungle
Young man wishing that he wouldn't f*cking crumble
I'll lay it tight clear in the light then I fumble
I'll say it right here on the mic when I stumble
One man mission and I'm walking through the jungle
Young man wishing that he wouldn't f*cking crumble
I'll lay it tight clear in the light then I fumble
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Writer: Jarrod Francome
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